AnnaDisaster (gross out)

I go into Anna's room this morning when I hear that she is awake from her morning nap.  I smelled it before I saw it.

My MacGyver of a child took off her diaper (when??? I don't know...) and was happy as a clam that she had done so.  

The real problem I had with this was not the mess.  Very little grosses me out and I just rolled up the whole damn thing and threw it in the trash.  This is my problem:

Moms of the world-
You may feel like a bad parent today for all kinds of reasons.  But I want you to take comfort in the fact that no matter how horribly you think you might have failed today, at least you were not on watch while your kid rolled around in her own shit for 2 hours.

The 30-year-old student

In 2 weeks, I will no longer have a job
In 4 weeks, I will be a full-time student for the first time in 8 years

I don't exactally remember when the idea of school came up between Dave and I.  Probably when I was pregnant.  Being pregnant makes the brain think all kinds of insane thoughts like: "I should quit my job and go to school!"  But here I am, spending my last several days at work and making sure that my exit will be an easy transition for everyone. 

I'm terrified on many levels: Will we be able to make ends meet on one income?  Will I be able to keep up with my school work and my responsibilities at home and excel at both?  Am I sure that I've picked a career that I will be happy with for years to come?  How am I going to pass my math classes?

All these things aside, I am really looking forward to this change.  Anna and I will have more time together on the days I don't have class!  Also, the chances of her getting a higher education are going to be better if both of her parents have done the same and I'm going to need her to take care of my old, decrepit ass so she better be making the bucks because momma doesn't do nursing homes.

I'm very excited and looking forward to this change.  It's going to be a big adjustment (financially, mostly) but it will be so worth it in the end! 

Now what color backpack should I buy...

    

Fifty Shades of Grey (is a little smut ok?)

I confess, I...like every 3rd woman on the planet, have indulged in the Fifty Shades trilogy.

I don't have much to say about the story it's self.  Essentially it is a very poorly written series about a young and unassuming girl who meets a rich, good-looking guy who owns his own company, can make girls come on demand and of course has a huge package ( or "impressive length" as the book describes it ).

This book has no sense of reality to it and and I'd hate it if I didn't love the absurdity of it.  But since I swore an oath to myself to be honest and open about such matter, I admit that about halfway through the second book I noticed that things in my own bedroom had gotten a little more interesting.  Which made me wonder...is a little smut ok?

Anyone who has been married any significant amount of time can feel my pain when I say that things have gotten a little ho-hum.  Gone are those early days of cutsey outfits, massages, candles, Maxwell's Pretty Wings.  (Oh, and freshly shaven legs.)

Now it's more along the lines of this:

me: I'm tired, are you tired?
him: Not too tired.  Why? You want to do it?
me: I guess we can.


I was raised in a christian home, was a total youth group kid, went to a christian university and still attend church today on a regular basis and I was always taught that porn was wrong and I don't know..maybe it really is a slippery slope and my confession is that I feel bad that I don't feel bad about bringing it into my bedroom.  Maybe I'm too naive and this thing is going to come back and bite me in the butt down the road but we have on occasion used porn to bring a new element to our relationship...is that so wrong?